Happy Birthday Lorraine!

My brain keeps trying to trick me into thinking it's Friday, so for a bit I thought I'd missed ANOTHER one. I really need a new calendar.
-M: Happy birthday Mom!-
-M2: We're heading out right now to visit our respective versions.-
-VM: *wince* I don't think mine's going to be a very fun visit.-
*patpat* You don't have to, you know.
-VM: No, I want to. We're getting along better nowadays. I just hate seeing that stupid hotel.-
-VDM: Just be thankful she's still alive.-
-VM: You're welcome to come with me and see if you can call living in the Pleasure Paradise with Biff 'living.'-
-VuM: Ugh, I know. Why don't you visit with your other self's mom?-
-VM: I am, I just want to visit my mom -- Mom #1 -- first.-
-WRM: See, now I feel weird, because I know Cheshire Cat Lorraine isn't my mother.-
-MF: You're sure? She and March Hare George certainly seem to know how to get it on.-
-WRM: Do I LOOK like I have any cat in me?-
-MF: Might not mean anything -- my Lorraine's a cat too, and I don't look like her.-
-WRM: Hmmm. Vic?-
*shrug* Damned if I know -- haven't gotten that far yet.
-HD: You don't know anything about my Marty's family?!-
Not quite -- I AM thinking about making MHG his father, but I'm thinking the mother was a one night stand he had a few years back.
-WRM: Oh, lovely.-
-HD: We don't need scandals in Wonderland.-
What scandal? She didn't remember George's name and was pretty well set, being one of the White Rabbit family, so she just had Marty and raised him best she could.
-WRM: So what about the Cheshire Cat?-
Well, she is involved with "Daddy" -- possible stepmom?
-WRM: Works for me! I'm off.-
-MF: Me too. I want to get her present to her before it goes bad.-
Goes ba -- *smells something distinctly fishy* Oooh! Go, go!
-MF: *bounds off, chuckling*-
-TTV: When did we get Atlanic salmon?-
You can tell what that is from the smell?
-TTV: I grew up around a fish cannery. After I stopped getting sick. . . .-
Heh, I see.
Anyway, I put up my backtothefanfic challenge fic a little early today -- right before work, in fact. So feel free to enjoy Stuck With You.
-VD2: *nods approvingly* Very nice.-
And it even features Lorraine. :p
-VD: Always a plus. We do seem to drive the girls crazy, don't we? Mystie would agree with Clara about my inventing hours.-
-VD2: Josephine's actually dragged me off to bed once or twice if I hit a good streak with my alternate worlds theories.-
-D: Gypsy has a secret weapon -- Sigmund. It's impossible to concentrate with that cat mowing in your ear.-
-J: And my Trilogy self's very right -- Marty DOES stick to the sheets when he doesn't want to get up.-
-TD: You could always borrow my Wake Up Hand.-
-J2: Thanks, but we'd like to keep Marty's private property free from squishing.-
-TD: Didn't squish things with my Marty.-
Your Marty is the only one who wears boxers. The rest wear briefs.
-HD: . . . I know it's from the movies, but I still find it a little strange you know Marty's underwear choices. *said while pouring tea from an upside-down teapot -- in other words, he's holding the cup upside-down above the pot, and the tea's shooting UP from the spout*-
*eyes scene* You're one to talk about strange.
-HD: Tea does not involve covering one's private parts.-
-TD: Agatha wouldn't agree with you.-
Come on, tell us about the tea cozies.
-TD: I'm actively trying to forget!-
-RPD: *trying to steer the conversation away from underwear* Well, it's the new Hill Valley day!-
( Yes, It Is! )

Now, maybe some more "Roll of the Dice" DVD. Or more poking on "What Lies Within." I KNOW how I want that to end, it's getting there that's the problem.
-DW: Maybe you'd get a better idea if you got some more sleep.-
Come on, guys. . . .
-OD: We just like having a conscious author, that's all.-
Hush up, your story is cooking right along. And I'm almost to the point where you dangle Biff off the side of the hotel.
-OD: *tentacles chatter* We're looking forward to that. But you still need your sleep.-
I know, but -- well, I'll try.
-D: Just don't play any more Motherload.-
Heh, that I can do.